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Chapter 172 Demon Monk(2/2)

I saw a great golden light among the Buddhists. Countless Brahma rains fell from the sky, fell to the ground, and turned into thousands of golden swastikas that rotated around Tripitaka, surrounding them heavily, purifying the evil spirit all over the Buddha.

"ah!"

Immediately, blood overflowed from the seven orifices on Sanzang's face, and the blood fell from his eyes and ears, completely staining the ground in front of him red.

"Barabhalu has no sin of desire..."

In the Buddhist sect, thirty-six Buddhist disciples kept chanting mantras, the sound was harsh, the golden light filled the air, and the Brahma rain was strong.

The Sanzang's sound cleansed the demon's heart, and Sanzang's whole body was trembling continuously, and he was in extreme pain.

"Junior brother, you are possessed by a demon!"

Fahai said something in a deep voice, and swung one hundred and eight rosary beads in his hand. The Buddha's light around him was sublimated to the extreme, and the terrifying Buddha's majesty descended from the sky.

With Buddha to save demons, there is no limit to the sea of ​​suffering, and the sea of ​​​​dharma comes to save it in person. The mantra of purifying the world can wash away the sins of the Buddha.

"ah!"

In unbearable pain, Sanzang hugged his head and huddled on the ground, almost fainting.

However, the curse of purifying the world reaches directly to the consciousness. Even if you want to faint, it is impossible.

"Barabhalu has no sin of desire..."

The chanting of mantras from the mouths of the thirty-six Buddhist disciples became louder and louder, and they could be heard clearly even though they were ten miles apart.

"These bald donkeys are not allowed to sleep until they are done!"

In the distance, in the camp of the Chisong Tribe, Lord Chisong rushed out of the camp with an angry look on his face, looking at the Buddhist camp shining with golden light in the distance, the anger in his eyes could not be concealed.

"Buddhism is really benevolent!"

In the camp of Tianyu Hall, Liu Rongnu was stationed in the direction of the Buddhist camp, with a sneer on her face.

"If you break the rules, you will get the punishment you deserve."

From behind, Yan Xiaoyu, dressed in a moon-white divine robe, stepped forward and said calmly, "I would like to see if Buddhism will really kill Tripitaka this time."

"The Purifying Mantra is said to be able to purify all evil forces. Even if that Buddhist disciple survives, he is almost dead."

Liu Rongnu said coldly, "I heard that back in the Great Shang Capital, Fozi and Fahai had a grudge against Princess Qingqing. Fahai was so cruel that he would not let go of this great opportunity so easily."

"not necessarily."

Yan Xiaoyu narrowed her eyes and said, "The Rongnu Archbishop may have forgotten that the Li family's legitimate son has a good relationship with the Buddha. This person is very scheming and will definitely not watch the Buddha be deposed by Fahai."

"This is the Buddhist family's own business. No matter how many tricks the Li family's legitimate son has, he will not be able to interfere."

Liu Rongnu sneered and said, "The Li family's legitimate son's biggest source of support is the Confucian sect. Unfortunately, this time, the Confucian sect will not help him."

"Maybe."

Yan Xiaoyu said softly, but there was always a hint of concentration in his eyes.

He always felt that this matter would not be so simple.

Even if the Confucian sect can't intervene, the Li family's legitimate son probably won't give up.
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